Sometimes in order to help He makes us cry. Happy the eye that sheds tears for His sake. Fortunate the heart that burns for His sake. Laughter always follows tears. Blessed are those who understand. Life Blossoms Wherever Water Flows. Where Tears Are Shed Divine Mercy Is Shown. ~Rumi

Do not leave me for I am your only Friend, I am the spring of life.
Even if you leave in anger for thousands of years
You will come back to me for I am your goal and your end.
Didn’t I tell you not to be seduced by this colorful world for I am the Ultimate Painter.
Didn’t I tell you, you are a fish do not go to dry land for I am the deep Sea.
Didn’t I tell you, not to fall in the net like birds for I am your wings and the power of light.
Didn’t I tell you not to let them change your mind and turn you to ice for I am your fire and warmth.
Didn’t I tell you they will corrupt you and make you forget that I am the Spring of all virtues.
Didn’t I tell you not to question my actions for everything falls into order, I am the Creator.
Didn’t I tell you your heart can guide you home because it knows that I am your Master.

All night, a man called “God”
Until his lips were bleeding.
Then his Adversary said, “Hey! Mr Gullible!
… How comes you’ve been calling all night
And never once heard God say, “Here, I AM”?
You call out so earnestly and, in reply, what?
I’ll tell you what. Nothing!”

The man suddenly felt empty and abandoned.
Depressed, he threw himself on the ground
And fell into a deep sleep.
In a dream, he met an angel, who asked,
“Why are you regretting calling out to God?”

The man said, “ I called and called
But God never replied, “Here I AM.”

The Angel explained, “God has said,
“Your calling my name is My reply.
Your longing for Me is My message to you.
All your attempts to reach Me Are in reality My attempts to reach you.
Your fear and love are a noose to catch Me.
In the silence surrounding every call of “God”
Waits a thousand replies of “Here I AM.”

God made the illusion look real and the real an illusion. He concealed the sea and made the foam visible, the wind invisible, and the dust manifest. you see the dust whirling, but how can the dust rise by itself? you see the foam,but not the ocean. invoke Him with deeds, not words; for deeds are real and will save you in the infinite-life. – Rumi [Mathnawi]

“SITTING IN THE ORCHARD”
A man sits in an orchard, fruit trees full and the vines plump. He has his head on his knee; his eyes are closed.
His friend says, “Why stay sunk in mystical meditation when the world is like this? Such visible grace.”
He replies, “This outer is an elaboration of the inner. I prefer the origin.”
Natural beauty is a tree limb reflected
in the water of a creek, quivering there, not there.
The growing that moves in the soul
is more real than tree limbs and reflections.
We laugh and feel happy or sad over all this.
Try instead to get a scent
of the true orchard.
Taste the vineyard within the vineyard.